The Grenada sentinel., 1887-03-26

were you, although you probably
could not find competent one in this
place. Your best way would be to 60
to some good art school,"
The red on Kttie's cheeks deepened.
IL should most certainly 60 i'll could
afford to do so," she answered, with
tinge of hauteur in her voice.
A rather embarrassed pause followed
Kittie's remark. Just as il was becom-
ing uncomfortable, Mrs. Ainsworth
turned to Kittic with her most winning
smile. II believe this is the first time
that we have had any conversation to'
gether, Miss Grey, but nevertheless am
going to ask favor of you, and trust
to your good nature to grant it. !
want some Easter cards, some hand
somer ones than / can find at Mr..
Brereton's. Will you paint me half a
dozen? Please don't refuse; choose
your own designs and set your own
price. You will do it, will you not?"
Indeed l will" said the girl, with
such heartiness that all fear of being
considered patronizing left Mrs. Aims
worth mind at once.
"Wasn't it splendid, Edith,' asked
Kittie, in true schoolgirl fashion, as the
two were walking home shortly after.
"You didn't have to do any talking for
me after all, she did it herself. Oh! l
shall paint her some wonderful cards.
l feel inspired" :"
The next ten days were busy ones.
School work and home duties left Kit
tie very little leisure, and she was COM
PEELED to sit up late at night and get up
very early in the morning in order ts
finish her work within the promised
time. At last the six dainty designs
were completed, and even Kittie look
at them with content. Over the last
especially she bent with quiet satisfac-
ton. II am not sure" she said to Edith,
who had come for last look at the
cards, "whether this is really worth
any thing or not, but l feel Especial
interest in it because the design is my
my own; the others are either adapted
or copied from something. You re-
member Whittier's poem, The Vision
of Echard,' do you not EdithP be-
lieve l like that the best of all his
poems; it suggested this picture to me,
but have not been able to express the
idea as we'll as l would like" The
picture at which both girls were look
ing was painted on white satin. At the
top in the quaint lettering of medieval
times were the lines:
They bowed to CHASTITY symbol,
To cross and scourge and thorn.
Below was picture of a weary, grim
old monk, painfully toiling along the
dreary, desolate road toward the spires
of Jerusalem, barely visible in the dis
tance. Opposite this first scene was
the picture of a modern city; man
had halted on the streets to hand a for
lorn beggar piece of money. Above
the picture in the same old English let
tcring, were these lines:
Who holds his brothers welfare
AS sacred as his own,
And loves, forgives and pities,
He serveth Me alone.
In the lower right-hand corner was
bunch of Syrian lilies, and the words
"Easter Greeting.
"It is beautiful, DEAR said Edith
truthfully. "Mrs. Ainsworth can no
help but like it; stop and tell me wha
she says, will you? l wish could g
with you, but | must take my musi
lesson. Goodbye" and with a ga.
little nod, Edith vanished.
Two hours later, Kite, eager AM
happy, appeared in Edith's room. "Se
this" she exclaimed triumphantly
throwing a roll of bills into her friend
lap, "Twelve dollars! l actually cal
not realize it! She praised that desig1
of mine especially, and asked where
found it; she seemed very much sur
prised when Istold her that found
in nv own head. Oh, / am so happy
Edith, and owe it all to you, too,
and Kittie gave her friend an ecstati
hug.
The next few days seemed intermin
able to Kittie; it seemed as if Easte
would never come. Upstairs, safel,
hidden in her room, was the identica
set of Shakespeare which she had $
much admired. No one but Edit
knew of her purchase, for she intende
her presents to be genuine surpris
to the entire family. At last Easte
Sunday dawned, bright and beautiful
When DR.. Grey entered the dining
room that morning, he saw his viii
and his sons looking curiously at
package which stood by his plate. Q
the outside wrapper was written: ''T
papa, with much love. Kittie.' He
fathers deft fingers soon united tn
cord, and half a dozen eager, curiou
faces gazed at the dainty volumes
Kittie was overwhelmed with question
and exclamations.
"Do stop a minute, every one {
you,'' she exclaimed at last: "sit dow
to the table and will tell you a
about it.
DR.. Grey's eyes grew moist as he
simple little story proceeded, for h
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